Deep within the mountain forest stood a waterfall.
He Sheng held Liu Qingying as they left the city behind and returned here.
Looking at the waterfall before her, Liu Qingying felt as though she had survived a catastrophe, a sense of relief welling up within her.
She suddenly felt so relaxed, so carefree—more carefree than she had ever felt before.
So getting away from the bustle could be this pleasant.
Suddenly, He Sheng held her and charged straight toward the rushing waterfall ahead, frightening Liu Qingying into screaming.
When they appeared inside the cave dwelling, she patted her chest in lingering fright and gasped for breath before shooting He Sheng an annoyed glare.
"Couldn't you have warned me first? I thought..."
He Sheng stroked Liu Qingying's cheek and grinned. "If life didn't have a little excitement, wouldn't it be dull and boring?"
Liu Qingying rolled her eyes.
"Let's go inside!"
"He Sheng, are we going to live here from now on?" She looked around, her brows slightly furrowed.
"What is wrong with it?"
"Behind a waterfall, surrounded by water—don't you think this cave is far too damp?"
"If we live here year-round, we'll get rheumatism sooner or later." Liu Qingying pouted.
"Rheumatism?" He Sheng shook his head with a smile.
How could ailments of the Mortal Realm affect a cultivator's physique? Liu Qingying was an ordinary person who had yet to cultivate, so naturally she did not understand.
"Don't worry. Not only will you not fall ill, but it will also extend your life."
Without giving Liu Qingying a chance to speak, He Sheng held her and flashed away, appearing directly at the bottom of the stone cave.
Liu Qingying was not at all surprised. She looked around, above, and below, familiarizing herself with the environment inside.
"This stone bed